My cats hired me as their personal butler

So apparently I don't own these two cats—they own me. I'm basically their live-in staff now. Every morning at 5 AM sharp, they hold a meeting about my performance. Cat #1 (the fluffy dictator) judges my kibble-serving technique while Cat #2 (the silent assassin) evaluates my lap availability. They've divided my apartment into territories I'm not allowed to enter. The sunny spot by the window? Theirs. My favorite chair? Also theirs. The bed I pay rent for? You guessed it. But here's the plot twist: I'm completely okay with this arrangement. They pay me in purrs, head bonuses, and the occasional dead bug on my pillow (which I'm told is a generous tip). Sometimes I catch them plotting in the hallway, probably discussing my contract renewal. Based on their expressions, I think I'm getting a raise. Being owned by cats is exhausting, but the benefits package is unmatched. #Pets #Cats #CatServant